The grey hairs yet stack to the heft.
Burns, Tam o’ Shanter
(2) Here is a thing that happened. Like wild beasts whelped, for den,
In a wild part of North England, there lived once two wild men
Inhabiting one homestead, neither a hovel nor hut,
Time out of mind their birthright: father and son, these—but—
Such a son, such a father! Most wildness by degrees
Softens away: yet, last of their line, the wildest and worst were these.
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Thus were they found by the few sparse folk of the countryside;